O, its bones may be colossal,
But the trouble with a fossil
Is that it doesn’t give a clue
As to the creature’s actual hue.
Those Pterodactyl things that flew,
Were they red or green or blue?
And that Brontosaurus fellow,
Did he come in mauve and yellow?
As for those Stegosaurus types,
Maybe they had snazzy stripes?
And was Tyrannosaurus Rex
Perhaps adorned with spots or checks?
And was old Archaeopteryx
Just one colour, or a mix?
And Woolly Mammoth, what d’you think,
Purple, puce or shocking pink?
Dino Dilemma: Deciphering The Colors Of Ancient Animals
I just love the poem. I had been feeling a bit low, and then I read your poem and the world felt like a brighter place. Thank you.
Fossils
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Colin West was born in 1951 in Epping, Essex, a town which forms the final eastbound stop on the Central Line of London’s Underground system. He showed an early interest in drawing, and loved making his own books, using either notebooks, or stapling together his own pages. One of his earliest memories is that of his mother reading him Edward...